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excellent jabrell – only child(middle child remix) lyrics

bridge-
n-gg-s stopped counting me out whenever a n-gg- got used to it
only been me for minute, don’t even f-ck with who i’m coolin’ with
mostly cause some of these people ain’t none of the ones that i grew up with
mom need a crib, i need a 5th, don’t need an 8th i need 2 of them

verse-
i may just lose my sh-t, but i’ll recoup with it, double it, fumble it, f-cking re-summon it
lounge in the sun with it, i’m having fun with it, i don’t need company, y’all just need humbling
told all of y’all to leave, ‘fore i got hungry. it’s too late, i’ma feed. i just got on my feet, stomping, and climbing and knocking the top off the mountain cause i don’t need nothing on top of me
how you a fan till you come around me? how you my kin but know the family?
they know what it is, but don’t know about me. mean no offense, but no one can challenge me
don’t give a sh-t, cause even i doubted on me
only my mother yo no one else counted me
so i added the odds and the evens and then i made peace with the beast and he outta me
everyone odd to me
they don’t move the same in person
they don’t talk the same i heard it. you gon’ die off them curses. funerals in my verses. i’m the boss you a purchase. everybody want my worst and i’m a way better person
i don’t gotta tell you that for real
you could know me best and that’s just how you feel. y’all always shoot the real
and that’s why i don’t talk that much lips sealed. an opp an opp by will
no flu shot type ill
i’ma pop for real
i’m our pac for real. i don’t got no chill
i’m your father, n-gg-, i’m your paps for real
f-ck a pill i puff to heal, cuz

(cole) hook-
i just poured something in my cup
i’ve been wanting something i can feel
promise i am never letting up
money in your palm don’t make you real
foot is on they neck, i got ’em stuck
i’ma give ’em something they can feel
if it ain’t ’bout the squad, don’t give a f-ck
pistol in your hand don’t make you real

verse2-
i am not cole, i am not kendrick
not even cobain, or even a hendrix. not like future, but when i said i’m past all that sh-t i’m ahead of the present. i’m on some next sh-t, then after sh-t
so halt the discussion if it ain’t bout misfit. don’t care bout no critic. cause nothing off limits. cause that is my vision that’s how its envisioned
and i don’t need clout. i don’t need sh-t, i don’t need nothing at all i shoot for the head, then at yo chest, and at anyone that’s involved cause they made their bed, in it they slept, i told all of y’all to do y’all. say sh-t w yo chest when you see me out, so i know what we on

(cole) hook- i just poured something in my cup
i’ve been wanting something i can feel
promise i am never letting up
money in your palm don’t make you real
foot is on they neck, i got ’em stuck
i’ma give ’em something they can feel
if it ain’t ’bout the squad, don’t give a f-ck
pistol in your hand don’t make you real

excellent-
money and your phone don’t make you real, n-gg-

- excellent jabrell lyrics

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